The next moment, Qu Jianglin strode forward, but his old face changed drastically, standing at the doorway trembling, gasping with a ghastly complexion.
Suddenly, he kicked the door open and charged in.
The rest of the people followed suit to take a look. They rushed towards the inner chamber, and when they laid eyes on the scene before them, everyone's expression was different, and they were left without a reaction. Madam, with her clothes in disarray, was boldly straddling an equally disheveled young man, positioned in the classic woman-on-top, man-on-bottom posture, making rhythmic, frenzied movements!
"Ah... Ah!..."
"Madam, please spare me, I beg you to let me go..."
"Mmm! Mmm...!"
The room was filled with... climactic, let-go moments!
And Madam, her face flushed red, was in a haze of delight..., screaming in pleasure.
Her gaze dazed, completely lost in the moment!
